I was a lizard archeologist living on the western shore of a warm continent. My mate and I wandered up and down the coast, digging up clues to a million-year old civilization.

Inside the dream, I didn't recognize that the most recent artifact we'd found was part of a broken phone. The civilization we were excavating, so old the relics had fossilized, was human; the world we lived on was Earth, a million years from now. And the cause of extinction...

I hope this isn't our future. If we have to go like the dinos, let it be an honorable comet. Not this.